remember how we used to meet up at parks,
or times we just chilled in your car,
and sat in the dark.
i wish you werent so confused on if you wanted to be with me,
let alone even be seen with me.
now here comes another guy,
up and playing with me,
treating me like a toy,
f***ing with me.
just for fun,
just as friends.
i feel so numb and and neglected,
i cant even see how this will end.
when he's done...
will he get rid of me?
when he's had his fun,
will he grow sick of me?
he said he'll treat me gently,
and you said that exact same thing,
and look where that left me.
YOU ARE READING
stay tuned.
Poetryim depressed and need a place to vent my thoughts. enjoy the journey in my mind. i hope you stay tuned for what's inside.
